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“You might not truly get over him until you discover what’s actually in his heart. I can help you.” Eros smiles at me softly. There’s a bit of sadness hiding behind his carefree vibe, but now isn’t the time to figure that out… if ever.
“How? Are you going to shoot him with one of your arrows?” I ask flippantly. “I don’t want to force someone to love me.”
“No.” Eros clenches his jaw, and his hold around my waist tightens. “You know why I won’t use my arrows again.”
“Because of the whole situation with Psyche?”
“I don’t force love,” he says through gritted teeth.
“I won’t say that again. I’m sorry.”
“No. I’m sorry that I was upset by you suggesting it. You couldn’t know how much it rattles me to this day.”
I stroke his cheek, and he leans into my touch and relaxes.
“Do you want to learn your new job by feeling what it’s like to be loved?” he asks. His thumb brushes the sliver of flesh just above my waistband.
The god of love and desire is super touchy-feely, but I can’t say I mind finally having someone touch me, and it’s innocent enough.
I worry my bottom lip with my teeth while I think about his offer. He has a point. I need to learn about my new job and love.
Besides, what if Carl just needs a nudge to choose me?
“Can I really have a relationship, work for you, and continue my career as a photographer?”
“Well, I think your photography career is a nice fit for a matchmaker. You will have flexible hours, engage with people freely, and can be some couples’ meet-cute,” Eros explains. “You are an observer to capture those images. I’ve seen your work, and you are always watching everything.”
My eyes widen with the knowledge that he has studied me so closely andseenme. I’m usually the quiet observer, taking it all in and seeing more than I probably should. Yet no one ever seems to pay much attention to me.
“Why would you do all this for me and pretend to be my boyfriend, of all things?” I chuckle at myself. “It’s absurd.”
“You mean why would you put up with me?” Eros asks. “Absolutely, it’s absurd.”
In reaction to his teasing, I playfully slap his muscular arm. “Come on now…mewith an actual god? Ha! I’m sure my friend Gina will text me later, asking if you think I’m a secret heiress, and I’m your next mark.” I push him away, and he allows it, dropping his arms. I dart into my closet to grab clean clothes for the day.
I close the closet door and strip down to change.
“Do you want to try my idea?” Eros asks through the door, sounding a bit irritated.
“Fine,” I grumble, but I don’t like the idea of manipulating anyone.
I blink, and I’m in a new outfit—sexy, but non-revealing lingerie. I’m wearing silky red short shorts, which somehow manage to look flattering on me, and a matching camisole that hugs my breasts and waist in all the right ways. I stare at myself in the full-length mirror, admiring Eros’s ability to accentuate my average physique. But it isn’t me, is it?
I fling the door open. “Am I supposed to prance around the house dressed in this?”
His eyes travel down my body with a hungry expression.
“That’s the idea.” Eros admires his choice in clothes. “Your usual clothing selections hide your beauty and all these delicious curves.” I open my mouth to protest, but he adds, “We need to grab his attention. If this doesn’t do it, then he’s dead inside.”
Darn it, he’s right. “But Carl won’t believe I would wear something like this.”
“He might think you’d wear it for my benefit.” He shrugs. “Lesson four hundred and fifty-two, humans are not much different from animals. They preen and fluff their feathers to capture the attention of a mate.”
“Ugh. I was just never into doing that. I suppose it’s because when I like someone, it’s not because they are physically appealing and fluffing their feathers.” I glance at his shoulders and smirk. “Metaphorically speaking.”
He chuckles at my feather joke. “So you didn’t find Carl handsome at first?” Eros tilts his head in confusion. “He’s an above average attractive male.”
“I know he’s good-looking, but that’s not why I fell for him,” I explain. “When I met him in college, I didn’t like him at first, but then we began to talk and joke around. I fell for what wasbeneaththe exterior packaging.”
